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Most of them wore jackets of soft black leather or embroidered deerskin, and the jean trousers and long boots of not a few apparently stood in need of repairing, though the sprinkling of more conventional apparel and paler faces showed that the storekeepers of the settlement had been drawn together, as well as the prairie farmers who had driven in to buy provisions or take up their mail.
In order to do this they must tramp for tucker, and trust to the regulation and partly mythical pint of flour, and bit of meat, or tea and sugar, and to the goodness of cooks and storekeepers and boundary-riders. You can only depend on getting tucker once at one place; then you must tramp on to the next. If you cannot get it once you must go short; but there is a lot of energy in an empty stomach.
And, besides, this sort of giving, between friends, isn't charity." "Gummy wishes to go to work now," sighed Amy. "But mother wants to keep him at school." "He might work after school and on Saturdays." "Oh, that would be fine! But who would give him such a job? You see, we do not trade much with the storekeepers, and mother isn't very well known " "You wait!" exclaimed Janice.
I've a claim on the place and there are some pretty big storekeepers' bills to come in." Curtis asked a few more questions before he took his leave. He passed near the ash pail as he went out and Stanton touched it with his foot, but they had mounted and reached the trail before either of them spoke. "Well?" said Curtis. Stanton smiled.
Each recurring January, The Journal returned to the subject, looking forward to the coming Fourth. It was a deep-rooted custom to eradicate, and powerful influences, in the form of thousands of small storekeepers, were at work upon local officials to pay no heed to the agitation. Gradually public opinion changed.
Storekeepers who had dumped their stocks down in the open air were desperately busy, serving profane customers, or running up hasty structures over their goods. Newcomers were pouring in like visitors to a fair, shouting as they came, and of all the people Jim could see, Mike Burton and the Peetrees alone were prepared to take things calmly.
Brokenly the boy told his story not an uncommon one. He had traveled most of the distance afoot, working here and there for farmers and storekeepers. He admitted that he had been some weeks on the road. His being in that hollow stump in Hiram Bassett's field was quite by accident.
With less exaggeration can it be stated, if the number of men killed, murdered, and otherwise cut off, on the railroads of the Union, by the ill treatment, neglect, cruelty, avarice, and malice of contractors, storekeepers, overseers, and bosses, if all these men's dead bodies were placed within three feet of one another, or even side by side, they would cover, from end to end, the ten thousand miles of railroad that are within the United States.
On the spur of the moment, he resolved to inquire if some of the storekeepers did not require help. There was a large dry-goods store the largest in the village kept by Beckford & Keyes. He entered and inquired for the senior partner. "Mr. Beckford is not in," said the clerk. "Mr. Keyes is standing at that desk." Herbert went up to the desk, and said inquiringly, "Mr. Keyes?"
"Yes, there are stores, in the village," he went on, "but isn't it a holiday, or Sunday perhaps or something of the kind?" "It's Decoration Day," she reminded him, with deepening surprise. "So it is! And all the storekeepers have gone on picnics in their automobiles, or else they're playing golf. Nobody's working today." "But you aren't you working?" she inquired. "Working?" he repeated.
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